All Stars Are My Food Fans

It's like a big fish eats a small fish and a small fish eats dried shrimp.

In front of the secretary, Wen Jun is the high-ranking boss Wen, and the mighty Q3 planet leader.

But in this communication, he is a 'Wen Jun' with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

What are you doing? The youth's voice was low, but full of questions.

Wen Jun hesitated, I'm just... Your Highness, I just want to be safe.

I asked you to solve it. If you can solve it this way, it's your ability.

The results of it?

The voice was mellow and elegant, and it sounded more charitable than Wen Jun's face, but the content of the words——

It's a skill if you kill it, and it's a skill that everyone knows you're doing now.

There was gradually no emotion in his tone.

...

Wen Jun shuddered, Your Highness, please give me another chance!

Q3 can't be exposed. If it is exposed, you can die with the secret.

There he sighed lightly, No matter what method you use, let that woman respond and let her take away the public opinion.

After sending this group of people away, keep a low profile, relax, and don't let so many people die.

The accounts should also look good.

Okay, I know! I'll definitely do it!

The eyes of the people over there darkened.

Stupid people have only one face and look good.

The rest-

It's really superfluous everywhere.

If it weren't for the fact that there were few people who wanted to know about it, and the procedures for changing the captain were cumbersome, there would be no Wen Jun in the world.

There will only be Wen Jun's tombstone.

After hanging up the communication and calling the secretary in, Wen Jun immediately changed his face.

He asked the secretary to continue to control the navy in the studio to change the direction of the wind, and he sent a newsletter to Dean Zhu, promising him to contact Jiang Qiuqiu with some benefits such as some star coins, some healing spar, and a planetary privilege card.

Let Jiang Qiuqiu stand up and 'explain' things clearly at this time.

Dean Zhu looked at his words...he felt sad.

Jiang Qiuqiu is still doing free clinics in front of the sauce factory as always. Day by day, she does repeated events faster and faster.

More and more people are being treated every day.

Moreover, I don't know if it is because of the influence of a certain person, the mood is irresistibly more relaxed, and the happy mood has brought some special effects to the healing spirit.

Her treatment seemed to be quicker.

Therefore, in addition to the treatment, Qiuqiu will try to remember this feeling through meditation and other methods.

Such a loving feeling.

Mrs. Eyre is right, only with love in your heart can you be a great spiritual healer.

Between treatments, she took out the terminal and asked him where he was as usual.

A position was sent from the opposite side.

Wow.

The green dots are getting closer and closer to the red dots.

afternoon.

Because the number of people treated has stabilized, Jiang Qiuqiu has screened how many can be treated in a day, and will draw a circle and line up in the circle.

At about three o'clock, the group had just been sent away, and Jiang Qiuqiu was immersed in the process of making steamed buns.

It wasn't until someone reminded her that she found out that Dean Zhu was here.

Hearing his name, Qiuqiu's heart became complicated.

But soon, seeing Dean Zhu's appearance, Qiuqiu's heart became more complicated.

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How to describe it.

Qiuqiu couldn't describe it.

Before setting off from Federal University, Dean Zhu was in good spirits.

Although he had gray hair on his temples, his eyes were straight and full of 'power'.

But now, his face is much more tired.

The traces of the years covered by optimism suddenly appeared on his face.

Qiuqiu was suddenly not so strange.

Everyone has weaknesses.

She guessed that the dean was stabbed in the soft underbelly.